in hopes that I might find it there But all my buildings stared back at me tenant less and bare And I reached up for the sky, but it always seemed so
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streets in hopes that i might find it there But all my buildings stared back at me tenantless and bare And i Reached up for the sky, but it always seemed
the streets in hopes that i might find it there But all my buildings stared back at me tenantless and bare And i Reached up for the sky, but it always
the hell is wrong with him!? HIS HIS HAIRS SO LONG IT NEEDS A TRIM! I heard he packs a lot in those bloomers, IT'S PROBABLY TRUE LIKE ALL THE OTHER RUMORS
at where it's at middle America Now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see An upper class city having this happening Then attack Eminem cause I rap this
back at it In the same exact pattern What the fuck is the matter with us We can't figure out if it's Lust or it's love What's sad is what's attracting
my back I'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in this shit to win it Cause life's a Wheel of, Fortune here's my chance to spin it Got no time for cops, who trip
her "get the fuck out" (people say it’s dirtyyy, people say it’s wrong They look at out music like it’s a nasty song, it’s nasty!!) Nasty girl nasty
ya shoes It's the (Blues), but not on (Hill Street) Hmm, you could call it, "kill or be killed" street "Lost a pint of blood, let it SPILL" street STOP
rap) You beleive that It hurt me at first but it's cool Took the insults feed it to my ego for fuel Now everywhere I turn a dead end Hundred women coming
rap) you beleive that it hurt me at first but it's cool took the insults feed it to my ego for fuel now everywhere I turn a dead end hundred women coming
s a gangsta in every way Sittin on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a
Moet nigga just pass the cisco Yo, take a trip down to Mexico Come back with that shit that might make you psycho Maximum frequencies through your stereo Sorry this is it
This song is for my mama This song is for you Hey MrPresident Tomorrow I'm paying my rent My fuel is runnin' low And I've got places to go Quit slowin
, Chrome wheeled, fuel injected,and steppin' out over the line h-Oh, Baby this town rips the bones from your back It's a death trap, it's a suicide
know, I know, I know Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go 500 miles to Mexico Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go 200 miles to Tokyo Let's go,
HOOK:] So you got tight flows It aint shit to me Money, hoes It aint shit to me Brand new clothes It aint shit to me Yeah right, see this Ro It aint
